Quoth the Raven....

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Raven teleported them back to Glacia, not the Keep -- she didn't relish another run-in with Jaenelle. The skies of the netherverse were tossed with storms, and once they appeared in Karla's room, the ragged shreds of Raven's soul rushed back into her body, and she dropped to her knees, spent.

Raven teleported them back to Glacia, not the Keep -- she didn't relish another run-in with Jaenelle. The skies of the netherverse were tossed with storms, and once they appeared in Karla's room, the ragged shreds of Raven's soul rushed back into her body, and she dropped to her knees, spent.

Once Karla had vanished and Dinah taken Rook and run, Raven did her best to prevent her future self from pursuing them. She couldn't stop all of the minions, but she could keep the deadliest threat occupied while Dinah got Rook to safety and Karla sought out her own future self and Warren.

Their Soul-Selves still clashed overhead, neither gaining the upper hand over the other. "You can't stop me," the older Raven said as she lashed out with a jolt of pain. "No one can. I will destroy the child, and you all will be mine."

[NFI, NFB, OOC is always love. Preplayed with glacial_witch and blondecanary, coded using whateverknight's spiffy coder. Warning for violence, megalomania, the occasional comic book villain monologue, and cliffhangers. Follows this, this, this, and this, happening concurrently with this and this. This is what happens when you let Nu play with your canon.]

Once Karla had vanished and Dinah taken Rook and run, Raven did her best to prevent her future self from pursuing them. She couldn't stop all of the minions, but she could keep the deadliest threat occupied while Dinah got Rook to safety and Karla sought out her own future self and Warren.

Their Soul-Selves still clashed overhead, neither gaining the upper hand over the other. "You can't stop me," the older Raven said as she lashed out with a jolt of pain. "No one can. I will destroy the child, and you all will be mine."

[NFI, NFB, OOC is always love. Preplayed with glacial_witch and blondecanary, coded using whateverknight's spiffy coder. Warning for violence, megalomania, the occasional comic book villain monologue, and cliffhangers. Follows this, this, this, and this, happening concurrently with this and this. This is what happens when you let Nu play with your canon.]

The moment her chakra had been restored to her and her mind and emotions became her own once more, Raven had been furious at being so used by Sebastian. She did not let the anger control her, however, but she had quickly removed the threat to her friends by pulling Sebastian and his followers and the demons into the netherverse, ejecting them into some random hell dimension. It was only fitting.

That taken care of, her next need was home. Away from this place. She wrapped her Soul-Self around her friends, healing them of any injuries they'd suffered to come find her here, and teleported them all back to Fandom. Darkness had just begun to fall as they appeared on the edge of the Preserve behind the dorms.

Except she wasn't sure this was home anymore. The anger and adrenaline faded as soon as they were all safe, now replaced by guilt and shame. Once again her friends had been harmed because of her. "I am sorry," she said quietly. The words weren't nearly enough to make up for what she'd done to them. ( Awkward and confused, she had no idea what to do now. )

The moment her chakra had been restored to her and her mind and emotions became her own once more, Raven had been furious at being so used by Sebastian. She did not let the anger control her, however, but she had quickly removed the threat to her friends by pulling Sebastian and his followers and the demons into the netherverse, ejecting them into some random hell dimension. It was only fitting.

That taken care of, her next need was home. Away from this place. She wrapped her Soul-Self around her friends, healing them of any injuries they'd suffered to come find her here, and teleported them all back to Fandom. Darkness had just begun to fall as they appeared on the edge of the Preserve behind the dorms.

Except she wasn't sure this was home anymore. The anger and adrenaline faded as soon as they were all safe, now replaced by guilt and shame. Once again her friends had been harmed because of her. "I am sorry," she said quietly. The words weren't nearly enough to make up for what she'd done to them. ( Awkward and confused, she had no idea what to do now. )

Two days before, Raven's soul had been ripped from her body and replaced with her father's essence. Hours ago, her physical body had been killed, and not long after that, it had been consumed by the power that had destroyed her father. Now all that was left was her spirit, purified and free.

Just as she was aware of what both her physical body and her Soul-Self experienced when she separated them, she knew fully well what she'd done to her friends, and her heart broke from the guilt and grief. She was confused now, unsure of where to go or what to do. Azar had never prepared her for this.

Two days before, Raven's soul had been ripped from her body and replaced with her father's essence. Hours ago, her physical body had been killed, and not long after that, it had been consumed by the power that had destroyed her father. Now all that was left was her spirit, purified and free.

Just as she was aware of what both her physical body and her Soul-Self experienced when she separated them, she knew fully well what she'd done to her friends, and her heart broke from the guilt and grief. She was confused now, unsure of where to go or what to do. Azar had never prepared her for this.

Trigon had risen, his strength now restored. He was too late to save his daughter, and her death filled him with anger. She would be avenged.

"I FEEL THE POWER NOW, FOUR BILLION SOULS ALL IN MY POSSESSION," he said, relishing the suffering all around him. "I FEEL THEIR ENERGIES AND THEY GIVE ME STRENGTH. THEY CRY OUT TO ME, PLEAD WITH ME. THEY WANT DEATH AND DISSOLUTION, BUT I GIVE THEM NEITHER. I HAVE NEED OF THEM. FOR CONQUEST OF THIS WORLD WAS BUT A MEANS TO ACHIEVE MY TRUE GOAL."

Trigon had risen, his strength now restored. He was too late to save his daughter, and her death filled him with anger. She would be avenged.

"I FEEL THE POWER NOW, FOUR BILLION SOULS ALL IN MY POSSESSION," he said, relishing the suffering all around him. "I FEEL THEIR ENERGIES AND THEY GIVE ME STRENGTH. THEY CRY OUT TO ME, PLEAD WITH ME. THEY WANT DEATH AND DISSOLUTION, BUT I GIVE THEM NEITHER. I HAVE NEED OF THEM. FOR CONQUEST OF THIS WORLD WAS BUT A MEANS TO ACHIEVE MY TRUE GOAL."

Raven felt the tides of each dream turning, and smiled coldly. "I am victorious!" she gloated to Tara and Arella. "One by one, they give into their dark sides. And one by one they fall under Trigon's sway. Trigon has won!" The ground around them began to shake, and stone exploded into smaller shards as a bolt of lightning struck the ground where those trapped in nightmares lay. ( When the resulting cloud of dust dispersed, they were all standing, eyes gleaming red. )

Raven felt the tides of each dream turning, and smiled coldly. "I am victorious!" she gloated to Tara and Arella. "One by one, they give into their dark sides. And one by one they fall under Trigon's sway. Trigon has won!" The ground around them began to shake, and stone exploded into smaller shards as a bolt of lightning struck the ground where those trapped in nightmares lay. ( When the resulting cloud of dust dispersed, they were all standing, eyes gleaming red. )

Raven teleported herself atop a building that overlooked her former friends, watching over them as they laid upon the ground, bodies thrashing as they fought against their darkest fears. She smiled and drank it all in, savoring their suffering. Soon they would be hers. Soon they would serve her father. ( Just as she did, they would have no choice. )

Raven teleported herself atop a building that overlooked her former friends, watching over them as they laid upon the ground, bodies thrashing as they fought against their darkest fears. She smiled and drank it all in, savoring their suffering. Soon they would be hers. Soon they would serve her father. ( Just as she did, they would have no choice. )

"Humans, hear me now!" she shouted. "They call me Raven -- and though my mother was born of this earth, my soul belongs not to this planet, but to him who sired me. Universe after universe has fallen before his might. No one who has opposed him has ever survived. Lay down your weapons! Submit to his will or this pitiful planet will soon be little more than a wasted, lifeless husk! He comes, humans! He comes!"

She threw back her head, and her Soul-Self, red now instead of black, rose from her shoulders, growing in size until it dominated the skies. Trigon stepped through it and loomed above the city, straddling two tall buildings. Raven hovered beside him, continuing to speak. "From this moment forth he expects your total subservience and your complete obedience. You will view him with the respect he demands! And you will accept that he is your god, for your meaningless lives are his to play with. Now, bow before your god! Bow before Trigon the Terrible! For if you do not submit, this will be your fate!"

Trigon raised his staff above his head and the world became transformed. The streets shuddered and split, holes appearing to swallow vehicles whole, and buildings groaned and crumbled, their facades turning to cracked stone. Grotesque faces and clawed hands erupted from the stone to decorate the buildings like enormous demented gargoyles. But worst of all, the people, every living being except those who had just arrived from Azarath, became twisted together into living columns of flesh, bodies contorted in agony and faces frozen in silent screams.

Above it all, Raven smiled, arm outstretched as she soaked in the pain and suffering her father had just created. Trigon himself gazed impassively around at his work, then moved to sit atop the former United Nations Secretariat building, which had been reshaped into a throne. ( He closed his eyes and was still. )

"Humans, hear me now!" she shouted. "They call me Raven -- and though my mother was born of this earth, my soul belongs not to this planet, but to him who sired me. Universe after universe has fallen before his might. No one who has opposed him has ever survived. Lay down your weapons! Submit to his will or this pitiful planet will soon be little more than a wasted, lifeless husk! He comes, humans! He comes!"

She threw back her head, and her Soul-Self, red now instead of black, rose from her shoulders, growing in size until it dominated the skies. Trigon stepped through it and loomed above the city, straddling two tall buildings. Raven hovered beside him, continuing to speak. "From this moment forth he expects your total subservience and your complete obedience. You will view him with the respect he demands! And you will accept that he is your god, for your meaningless lives are his to play with. Now, bow before your god! Bow before Trigon the Terrible! For if you do not submit, this will be your fate!"

Trigon raised his staff above his head and the world became transformed. The streets shuddered and split, holes appearing to swallow vehicles whole, and buildings groaned and crumbled, their facades turning to cracked stone. Grotesque faces and clawed hands erupted from the stone to decorate the buildings like enormous demented gargoyles. But worst of all, the people, every living being except those who had just arrived from Azarath, became twisted together into living columns of flesh, bodies contorted in agony and faces frozen in silent screams.

Above it all, Raven smiled, arm outstretched as she soaked in the pain and suffering her father had just created. Trigon himself gazed impassively around at his work, then moved to sit atop the former United Nations Secretariat building, which had been reshaped into a throne. ( He closed his eyes and was still. )